Wake up on a floor with blood on my hands with broken wrists i crawl
I´ve fallen from grace, no turning back reached the point of no return.
In slime i crawl, in pus i lay here on the table of filth
A rising panic builds up inside i´m fallen towards the dark.
I´m fallen!
Repentance, what have i done
Fear, of what i´ve become
Confusion, no one to tell
Unholy, i´m going to hell.
In slime i crawl, in pus i lay here on the table of filth
A rising panic builds up inside i´m fallen towards the dark.
I´m fallen!
